Chapter 328 The Quiet Handsome Man (8)
Song Qingchun opened her mouth and looked at Cheng Qingcong, obviously stunned.
The corners of Cheng Qingcong's lips raised, her face was silent, as if she was recalling the original scene in her mind. After a long time, she continued to speak, and her voice became particularly soft: "Even if he was drunk, I didn't dare to ask any more questions. He, so I covered him with a quilt and wanted to leave, but because of drinking, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he lay on the bed with his eyes closed and said something vaguely."
"That sentence, even after so many years, I still remember clearly, he said..." Cheng Qingcong was originally staring out of the floor-to-ceiling window, but suddenly turned her head and met Song Qingchun's eyes: "...he Said, she is something I will never forget, and I will never forget her every year.”
Never forget it, never forget it every year.
Song Qingchun always thought that the most beautiful words Su Zhinian said was that I was lucky enough to meet you and marry you in my lifetime.
She didn't expect that he had said eight such touching words.
This was obviously a story that had nothing to do with her, but her heart was still deeply touched.
After being touched, she discovered that there was a slight, very subtle discomfort in the softest part of her left chest...
Never forget it, never forget it every year.
How deep of feelings do you have to have such a heavy obsession?
But why didn't he let her tell her that the person he liked was her?
Cheng Qingcong stared at Song Qingchun for a long time and couldn't help but look away again.
The office fell silent.
The two young and beautiful women were sitting on the sofa with their own thoughts and did not continue talking.
After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Qingcong's cell phone suddenly rang. It was Jinling's takeout that had arrived.
She went downstairs to pick up the takeout, and followed Su Zhinian's instructions to have lunch with Song Qingchun.
After the meal, she went to the bathroom. After coming out, she turned to the tea room and washed some fruits. When she entered the office again, she saw Song Qingchun nestled in the hanging chair in Su Zhinian's corner, asleep.
Cheng Qingcong put down the fruit plate and went to Su Zhinian's lounge to get a blanket. Just as he was about to put it on Song Qingchun, Su Zhinian pushed the door open and walked in.
"Mr. Su..." Cheng Qingcong's voice was very low.
Su Zhinian nodded slightly and looked towards the sofa. He didn't see Song Qingchun. He frowned and said, "Where is she?"
Cheng Qingcong pointed to the hanging chair: "Miss Song is asleep."
Su Zhinian turned his head and stared at the sleeping Song Qingchun, obviously startled.
He stared at the picture without blinking for a long time before reaching out and taking the blanket from Cheng Qingcong's hand: "I'll do it."
"Yes, Mr. Su." Cheng Qingcong paused, then said wisely: "I'm going out first."
"Wait a minute." Su Zhinian called out to Cheng Qingcong when she turned around, then lowered his voice and said, "If anything happens, please wait until the afternoon to come see me."
Cheng Qingcong said "hmm" and her eyes drifted to Song Qingchun. The big boss was afraid that people would come in and out and disturb Miss Song's sleep.
Su Zhinian didn't say anything. He held the blanket and walked towards Song Qingchun.
Before Cheng Qingcong closed the door, she took another look into the office. She saw Su Zhinian approaching the hanging chair gently and wrapping the blanket on the girl's body very gently. He stared at her, his face surprisingly gentle. , his fingertips gently lifted up and touched her cheek, with deep care and affection.